I met Voldemort

I met Voldemort. He was no longer the Lord every wizard feared the most. Harry had taken care of that. And that is why he fled England and came to India. More specifically, to my town in Andhra, and has learnt our local language, Telugu. I don’t know what he is doing for a living though.

However, when I met him and talked to him, he was still the arrogant lad, remembering his yester years. That ticked me off and I caught his finger and bent it. He, at first, did not wince in pain. He kept talking coolly of how he was far better than the rest of the wizards and I had to remind him that Dumbledore and Harry must have made him aware, at least by now, that they knew things that he, even as Lord Voldemort did not know! And now with his more diminished form, he should not go around making tall claims. By now I had been bending his finger for quite some time and I continued to do so for few more seconds and left him.

I took few steps but couldn’t help wonder what happened to him and when I returned, there he was, crying in pain. That was the moment when I feared he was going to hurt me back. But then he did not and continued to cry. And that was the moment I realized he was broken.

I said to him, “See bro, you were great! You were really good, but you did not care for others! You thought you did not need anyone. You killed people left, right and center to get the things you wanted done-”

“They did not need me!” he interjected.

“Yes, because they were people who feared you, and loathed you and your wrath. And more than love, they were afraid what you would do to them if they did not follow your orders! It was not love and so they did not need you! Show them care and you will wonder how many of us will follow you! You can be good! Be good, and we will be your disciples!”

– x – x – x – x –

Now that I think of it, thank goodness he didn’t have his wand with him, apart from the fact that he was not on his home ground, and wasn’t even the shadow of what he once was. Else I wouldn’t have lasted a few seconds!

This, of course, by now you must have realized, was my dream.

1 comment
  1. Anil said:

    Thats one of the wierd Dreams i ever heard off bro u need to stop reading those potter books, seeing those movies repeatedly or else we should come to wizarding world to rescue u nd bring back HERE.:)

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